You KNOW it’s “one of those days” when you start it out by having M&Ms for breakfast. (Although, it could just be a good excuse for eating something I shouldn’t be.)
The truth is, it’s been more than “one of those days” – more like, “one of those weeks or months”. I keep functioning by laughing. In fact, I am beginning to think that I have Laughing Tourette’s because I find throughout the day that I’m laughing to myself.
The other day, I rolled over my toe while sitting in my office chair. Even though I thought it was broken, I laughed. It would be just one more story to tell in this endless chain of events.
I work next door to a homeless shelter. My view outside my window usually consists of people that are homeless pacing the parking lot throughout the day. A few minutes ago, I heard the loudest, heart wrenching crying coming from outside. A man passed by my window, sobbing. He continued walking, crying and 10 steps later; he was smiling, like his crying never happened.
I thought about how often I have felt like that lately….full on screaming or crying. I really think that crying like that would be cleansing or exhausting.
But, right when I feel overwhelmed from pain or from fear or sadness, I find something to laugh about.
This morning, while listening to the radio, I heard about the parents of a little girl that drove around with her and her puppy in the dog carrier in the back of their pickup. When pulled over, the parents were puzzled about why they were stopped by the police officer.
"She was strapped down," the dad said.
"She hadn't seen her puppy for 3 weeks and didn't want the puppy to be without her," said her mom.
"And she had plenty of kibble," the dad replied.
Seriously??? I can't even wrap my thoughts around something so asnine.
Then, I started to think how often I forget to look for laughter but it always finds me. The funny (no pun intended) thing about laughter is that it never comes in a neatly wrapped package. There is always a snort or a few tears to go along with it.
Today is one of those days I need a good laugh so tell me something funny!
The truth is, it’s been more than “one of those days” – more like, “one of those weeks or months”. I keep functioning by laughing. In fact, I am beginning to think that I have Laughing Tourette’s because I find throughout the day that I’m laughing to myself.
The other day, I rolled over my toe while sitting in my office chair. Even though I thought it was broken, I laughed. It would be just one more story to tell in this endless chain of events.
I work next door to a homeless shelter. My view outside my window usually consists of people that are homeless pacing the parking lot throughout the day. A few minutes ago, I heard the loudest, heart wrenching crying coming from outside. A man passed by my window, sobbing. He continued walking, crying and 10 steps later; he was smiling, like his crying never happened.
I thought about how often I have felt like that lately….full on screaming or crying. I really think that crying like that would be cleansing or exhausting.
But, right when I feel overwhelmed from pain or from fear or sadness, I find something to laugh about.
This morning, while listening to the radio, I heard about the parents of a little girl that drove around with her and her puppy in the dog carrier in the back of their pickup. When pulled over, the parents were puzzled about why they were stopped by the police officer.
"She was strapped down," the dad said.
"She hadn't seen her puppy for 3 weeks and didn't want the puppy to be without her," said her mom.
"And she had plenty of kibble," the dad replied.
Seriously??? I can't even wrap my thoughts around something so asnine.
Then, I started to think how often I forget to look for laughter but it always finds me. The funny (no pun intended) thing about laughter is that it never comes in a neatly wrapped package. There is always a snort or a few tears to go along with it.
Today is one of those days I need a good laugh so tell me something funny!